Description

By Fatma Durmush

ISBN: 978-1-84991-179-5
Published: 2010
Pages: 171
Key Themes: prose, poetry, schizophrenia, mental health

Description

Black Sun started life as a disintegrated bits and pieces things which was jumbled in Durmush’s mind in the minds of the cretins and in the minds of the silent screams which is dyslexia. Reading a Cloak of Incompetence which she is doing for her degree set her mind into the right direction. She started to see how to get the jumbled thoughts coherent and clear it became a two narrative with a clear strong detective.

The detectives’ world is really the cretins world and the cretins are clever for they are cunning. When the detective does something to the evidence it is meant to be funny and it is but you decide if it makes sense for that is what has been bothering Juri Gable and the rest of the former teachers. If it was not for their teachings these books would not have been as clear as now still hear their words as write these words.

Black Sun is the schizophrenic world of the schizos and it is a world where of course feelings are more important and got the title from Laing’s Divided Self and got the ideas from reading all those Jung’s and Freud and of course Szasz . Is there mental illness and of course is there such a thing?

Well it is supposed to be so because what have been those sufferings but illness? Or were they to do with art? Of course as Laing says VAN Gogh entered that portals and so many artist have but what portals? What dimensions what is art? What is insanity what is it all about?

After 14 books know nothing don’t ask just read on. It is a world where nothing is as it seems that need a detective to find clues to what is actually happening.. What is going on why are things happening as they do? Just don’t know read on and the power of the imagination is so strong it will guide you. Imagine a world filled with material things imagine how sick that world can be so sick it makes everyone vomit imagine a world filled with existence with loathing without love and respect just business just doing the chores just being in existence. That is schizophrenia.

And Laing was right about schizophrenics about their lives and of course being mad is suffering so much such deep suffering you could go mad just by trying to imagine what schizophrenics sees and feels but not many can see that so don’t worry don’t want to be a depressive that would be awful. So everyone bears what they can, nothing less and nothing more we all have to be what we can and if not it is not the end it is a new beginning.

Life is great and it is exciting and as the morning mists comes out of its hiding a world made of cakes and candy and lizards and dust settles on the hands and woman that is I responds with a mop and brush and read more books just to get the tension right and as a feeling of wonder comes at me from every direction there is love for words, colour and of course life.

About the Author

Durmush was born in 1959, she has written 14 books and translating her first book into Turkish I Sit In the Light. She has done two films one recently with Helen Mellidew who freelances for Channel Four.

Durmush has learnt that by keeping busy she keeps schizophrenia at bay but sometimes it is difficult, for the same living conditions are present the same difficulty only she has grown stronger more capable and more herself. Being Turkish is not the problem being British is not the problem it is being a woman that is and being a minority within a minority.

She spends her days actively studying psychology for she is doing her second degree and hopes to see it through she loves reading psychology books and finds it hard trying to juggle all that into one little world.

She gets up early in the morning about 4. 5 a.m she does this because life is too short she has to make up for lost time. When she was really ill she used to sleep all day long and all night now she loves hearing the early birds twittering and the smell of the morning and the sunrise.

Her mother is disabled and she has to clean the house, do the shopping and sometimes entertain for people have started to come to her deserted house. Now people actually have fun at her place for it is never dull. Her mother is suffering from a breakdown and won’t see a doctor but Durmush has to juggle that as everything else.

Life throws such sticks at everyone and it is the way of the world that it is never stagnate it is always moving on making a mess and clearing it up. Durmush is hopefully going to be a great writer and artist and she hopes to write that perfect book one day.

Book Extract

Chapter 1

In this silent apathy
in a quiet
corner
of the world
Where there’s
murder,
mayhem,
extortion,
robberies,
muggings,
rapes,
devils
incarnate.
What can
a nice person
do?
Are there such
people
as nice?
What does
nice do?
So many
people are
nice
Or they don’t
break the law.
But are they
good?
This world
needs
good detectives
thought a detective
no, said a
man
it needs
humans
no, it needs
someone
to clean up
the mess.
That must be women.
There was a cretin
colony
and they were
looking after
the elderly.
This colony
was such
a disaster
with bed
wetting amongst
the helpers
and of course
the elderly.
An idiot
or a maladjusted
or a downs syndrome
or a schizophrenic
was killing the patients.
He was clever
that he had been
doing this
by showing
his bum
over feeding
or underfeeding
drugs
and no one
amongst
the police
could catch
who did it
for they didn’t
look at the notes
for their IQ was
not beyond 70.
So who gave Mrs
Waters her pills?
It just didn’t
say
in the notes
for whoever
gave the medication
couldn’t read
or write.
What, couldn’t
read or write?
In this day and age
Preposterous
said the Police
and tried nothing.
It didn’t matter
who killed who
for without
reading and writing
what good was the
system?